Why is the future so frightening?
I can’t see myself in it but I can’t see myself dead either.
I think I wanna start just writing one sentence that sums up my whole day, all the feelings and captures every moment. I like the idea of it but I don’t think I could do it.
Today…
Tomorrow..
The next day..
Soon…
Someday…
Never…
After another day passes,
I keep losing hope.
Maybe the future isn’t so bright for me.
I’m trying not to over think things but it’s always hard.
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I know I say dick things but the truth is
When I’m not with you I think about you.
When I’m with someone else I talk about you.
When I fall asleep texting you I dream about you.
When I wake up I find a reason to see you.
When I find a reason to see you, I spend an hour cleaning my house.
…
Sometimes I wish I could say the words, but I always hold them in.
"You could be pooping and I’d still want to be with you"
